Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder.

She was wrong. The worst was yet to come.

She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. 

The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were rare, nearly extinct. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, and ensure the survival and strength of the next generation.

She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. 

The hatred was mutual. So what now?

Eira made a silent vow. She will make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they will taste it all.

But the Alphas had plans of their own. They will use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they will kill her.

But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else?

Was it too late to regret?

"…I heard from Alice she made tasty cookies," Rafe's voice caught my attention. "But I never got to eat them."


It reminded me that I indeed loved baking back then.


"Eira, I want to eat cookies you made," Rafe declared. "Even these bastards, Lucian and Jason, have tasted them. Why should Roman, Kael, and I be left out?"


I felt lost. I hadn't done it in a long time. I wondered if I could even operate a single thing inside that lavish kitchen.


"You two ate what she cooked?" Roman asked Lucian and Jason.


"Damn!" Roman cursed and looked at me. "I want to try as well," then looked at Kael. "Don't you want to?"


What the hell. Why, first thing in the morning, were these people trying to test my cooking skills? I was sure I would make a mess out of it.


I looked at my hands. They trembled at the thought of it. It felt like I had forgotten how to cook.


Chapter 301 - Cooking Trap